...was over too fast.
Chris went hunting on Friday night and I headed down to Athens. I don't mind the drive since it always takes me to something fun, and Friday didn't disappoint. There was a ton of traffic both when I went down and when I came home, which I thought was strange.
I had CPR training class on Saturday so I took off from work. It felt so good to type that. Off from work. off from work. offfffff fffffrrrooooommmmm work! My career as a newspaper woman is about to come to an end and I'm looking forward to it. But that is a whole other post for a whole other day. :)
CPR was awesome, at the Highlands and with great Highlands people. Does it bring you comfort to know that I can now give you CPR and on your children and infants and do some basic first aid? I'm really, really good at it. I spent the better part of a Saturday learning how.
Afterwards, I headed on down to Sam's with my maw and paw. Then over to Michael's and finishing up at the Home Depot. I was able to get some of my Christmas shopping done and get a few great items for my next endeavor (which again, is a whole other post).
I grabbed a quick nap before work and then headed in, bundled up like an eskimo. It was 28 degrees in Murrayville. 2.8. degrees. AKA - BELOW freezing. Not at all a fun night. Add to the temperature, a late truck, getting the cold shoulder, and a time change and you've got one helluva night. Which then in turn lead to me getting home at 6am, passing out, and waking up at 3:25 pm, rolling over and going right back to sleep until 6:15. I actually feel rested. This week hasn't been anything but a long series of doing stuff and then taking a nap and doing more stuff. Next week looks just as full, and honestly I was dreading it. However, after that sleep I looked at the calendar and it looked manageable.
Which leads us to the present. Where I must tell everyone goodnight and happy tomorrows. And then get up and head in to work. ahhh, the cycle never ends.
